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Image from page 215 of “The boy travellers in the Russian empire: adventures of two youths in a journey in European and Asiatic Russia, with accounts of a tour across Siberia..” (1886)
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Year: 1886 (1880s)
Authors: Knox, Thomas Wallace, 1835-1896
Subjects: Soviet Union — Description and travel Siberia (Russia)
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; the peasants frequently leave the bath totake a swim in the river, but only in mild weather. No doubt there havebeen cases of bathing voluntarily through the ice or in iced water, but youmust search far and wide to find them. Frank remarked that he thought one should exercise great care ingoing into the open air in winter after taking a bath. Doctor Bronsonexplained that this was the reason of the drenching with cold water, sothat the pores of the skin would be closed and the chances of taking coldgreatly reduced. 208 THE BOY TRAVELLERS IN THE RUSSIAN EMPIRE. It is quite a shock to the system, said the Doctor, to pass from indoors to out, or from out doors to in, during the Russian winter. Thehouses are generally heated to about 70° Fahrenheit; with the thermom-eter at zero, or possibly ten, twenty, or more degrees below, it is likestepping from a furnace to a refrigerator, or vice versa. But the nativesdo not seem to mind it. I have often seen a mujik rise from his couch ^^-JiP.f!

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RUSSIAN STREET tiLt.NE IN WINTKK. on the top of the stove, and after tightening his belt and putting on hisboots and cap, mount the box of a sleigh and drive for two or three hoursin a temperature far below zero. I have read somewhere, said Fred, about the danger of losing onesears and nose by frost, and that it is the custom in St. Petersburg and Mos-cow to warn any one that he is being frozen. Did you ever see a caseof the kind ? It Is a strange circumstance, replied the Doctor, that nearly everytourist who has been in Kussia, even for only a week or so, claims to haveseen a crowd running after a man or woman, calling out Noss! noss ! HOW TO KEEP THE NOSE FROM FREEZING. 209 and when the victim did not understand, seizing him or her and rubbingthe nose violently with snow. One writer tells it as occurring to a French actress; another, to anEnglish ambassador; another, to an American politician; and in each casethe story is varied to give it a semblance of truth. I was in Moscow andSt

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Nudibranch Eggs for Breakfast
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How I keep getting so far behind, I don’t understand. I’m doing yesterday’s post on Sunday morning, it’s almost 08:00 and I haven’t done today’s post yet. I have at least one magazine article that I must write today and I have another one to edit. How did I get so busy? I didn’t plan to be working this hard at 66. Maybe it’s a good thing. I don’t have time to get sick. If a doctor told me that I had a fatal disease, I’d simply have to tell him that I don’t have time to die.

There was a rather strange sunrise yesterday: I can’t decide if I like it or not. It’s almost too moody.

One of the stars today is our little buddy, the Notodoris minor nudibranch: I’ve been showing quite a few of these lately. I’m having fun photographing an uncommon species. I’ve found a spot where they are hanging around for a while. I’m fascinated by them, but know very little as was recently pointed out by reader Frank Peeters who explained that, in a previous post, I was seeing double.

Less than a metre away, we found this ribbon of eggs: This makes five or six times recently when we’ve found eggs in this area.

I’m rushing through the post today, so you’ll be spared my usual meandering. We’ll get right on to this Giant Clam (Tridacna maxima) which was lounging directly under Faded Glory at The Eel Garden where we were diving: Giant Clams are very common here. Unfortunately, many people harvest them from the reefs. I was once at Alotau where there were racks metre-wide shells which were being sold as pig feeders. Disgusting!

These are Diagonal Banded Sweetlips – (Plectorhinchus lineatus). They are difficult to photograph in the usual not-so-clear waters around Madang. They stay just far enough away to be hazy:

This is easily the best shot that I’ve managed of them. It doesn’t look like much here in the thumbnail. Click on it to get he larger image. It’s quite nice.

This shot is my pick of the day. It’s a little Pink Anemonefish (Amphiprion akallopisos) who appears to be chewing on an anemone tentacle: This one also deserves a click to enlarge. The little fish looks as if it is fretting. "Oooo, who are you? You big bad thing! Stop blowing bubbles at me and go away."

Sorry, I got a little carried away.

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< img alt=" physician odd" src="" width=" 400"/ > Image by< a href="" > Boogies with Fish< a href="" rel=" nofollow" > … Well, the fun simply continues coming. I have, in the last few weeks, invested almost US,200 on medical tests. These individuals must believe I’m made of loan. I have news for them. I’m all turnip inside. All I have to reveal for it is that I” might have something wrong” with me. Those are my words, not the physician’s. The “doctor might not be more specific. I don’t envy physicians their jobs, but it nonetheless frustrates me that one can not get the details one needs. It’s unreasonable to anticipate more, I suppose. If one takes one’s cars and truck to a mechanic saying,” It makes an amusing sound.” the likely response will be,” That’s since there’s something incorrect with it.”. If one grumbles that the response lacks information, the likely answer will be,” Well, if you desire more, it’s gon”na
cost you. The complimentary consultation is over.” Hey, we all have to earn a living, eh? I’m rather particular that no one but a die-hard masochist would relish getting medical bad news. Right now, anything time-consuming or pricey is bad news to me, since I have a schedule to keep and I’m practicing extreme frugality. Once I’m in North America, I’ll have a bit more wiggle room, a minimum of as far as scheduling is worried. When it comes to the thriftiness, I’m rather enjoying pinching pennies. I’ve discovered the joy of learning how little I can invest while doing something besides lying in bed all the time complaining. Do we ever have any truly appealing options when such things turn up? I think not. I have no option to do anything up until I get to the USA
. I have no time left. I might choose to get the required test done while in the USA, but I ‘d need to go back to square one with the exact same preliminary tests over again. Then there is the horrendous medical system (or do not have thereof, as the case might be) to deal with. Doing anything about it while I remain in Canada runs out the question. I have no rights there. I will most likely not do anything up until I end my The United States and Canada section. I can continue the tests in Australia, given that Val has actually concurred, a lot of generously, to take care of me if the requirement develops. I can’t state how essential that is to me. Or, I might opt to not do anything at all. It’s the” wait and see “method. I’m not ready to reveal any information of the medical mystery for a couple of factors. I do not have enough details “to make an intriguing story.

I have actually been told that the likelihood that it is serious is not overwhelming (my words again – possibly wishful thinking). I do not have time now to do the needed test (undoubtedly likewise very costly) to discover if there is, in truth, anything detectable wrong with me. So, why do I even discuss it? I don’t truly understand. I have actually been dealt another hand of cards. Hmmm … what video game is it that we are playing? Cannot remember. Well, I’ll just paint a smile on my face and bluff while I’m aiming to remember. It’s the old” box of chocolates “thing again. In two more days I’ll be winging my method across the western Pacific Ocean to Honolulu. I require to make a “stop there to see veteran fans of

my work. It will be a friendly reception, I make certain, but nevertheless difficult. I have constantly felt comfortable in Honolulu, but living there is badly costly. I provided up dreams of retirement there long back. That appears to be just for the rich. It’s a nice place to go to. Bring your credit cards. Blessedly, I belong to crash with an old buddy. My advocates are providing me a car, that makes me tremble with stress and anxiety. I’m being turned loose in Honolulu traffic with another person’s car! We’ll have to wait to see what does it cost? I’ll in fact own it. I have actually been fretting over travel information today after visiting the medical professional again. I got stuck by the nurse for my Pneumovax shot for a bargain rate. So far that has been the bright point of the day. As you might identify, my mood is not jubilant, so I’ll proceed to today’s so-called amusement, a collection of unknown Australian wildflowers. Most of these shots were taken at Teewah. The bush location there has lots of strange blossoming vegetation. For instance, this bizarre thing:. Many seem to require a caption:. I ‘d call this one Raggedy Anne. This looks strangely like a Sweet Pea, but I’m sure it’s not:. Perhaps Pop-Eye could tell us. Did you get that one, kiddies? A bad effort at humour.

I was informed the name of this flowering tree, however right away forgot it

:.< a href ="" rel=" nofollow "> Though my sense of odor is permanently maimed, I might discover an extremely sweet scent from these flowers. Allegedly the parrots get intoxicated on the things. Regretfully, I did not see that

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:.< a href="" rel=" nofollow" > It appeared to me weird that almost all of these plants grew in seeming isolation. I expected them to

happen in patches of the same types. I’ve been questioning this. Once again, absolutely nothing comes to mind. Maybe I’m hallucinating again. I question exactly what triggers that likewise. These were common enough all over the beach at Teewah, simply above the high tide line:.< a href =" "rel=" nofollow" > As with many things, the most typical was the most boring. This one recorded the ugly reward, I believe:.< a href="" rel= "nofollow" > I didn’t
touch it, as it looks poisonous.

My pre-travel jitters are rattling my cage with

great zeal. This afternoon, I rattled Val’s cage with my worrying over a line on my electronic ticket for Sydney which mentioned in no uncertain terms:. LUGGAGE ALLOWANCE. —————. 0 pc/ 20kg.

Okay, which is it? Is it nothing or is it 20 kilos? It seemed, at initially, that nobody knew. At least the information was unavailable or undetermined over the demon-possessed, much-cursed automatic concern answering line. Be truthful now; do you dislike those things? Val finally got a human( or computer which had gone to acting school) on the phone who appeared to suggest that I would be enabled one bag in the hold of 20 kilos. Why don’t they simply say that? Anyway, I have tomorrow to load my useless rags in my examined luggage and hope that they won’t weigh my carry-on back-pack or (horrors!) actually measure it. I try to conceal it as much as possible until I’m actually on the airplane in the hope that nobody will notice. So far, this ploy has worked for me. It is difficult to obtain it into the overhead storage. I travel with my US.00 fit coat and my black fedora. These products skillfully hide the reality that my back-pack can not reasonably be considered as being underneath the seat in front of me. I likewise pretend to be asleep. My feet are jammed in on either side of the back-pack so that raised knees will not provide the video game away. I do not picture that this in fact fools anybody, particularly the cabin crew. Perhaps my pitiful appearance and ridiculous attempt at subterfuge gains me mercy. Was travel this challenging in the days of the stage-coach? I question it. Then the world was much bigger. Maybe that larger world was simpler.

I like basic. Why cannot I have simple? It appears out of reach. A minimum of my sense of humour is still more or less undamaged. Image from page 557 of “The amusing side of physic: or, The secrets of medication, providing the funny and severe sides of medical practice.

An exposé of medical humbugs, quacks, and charlatans in all ages and all countries”( 1874)
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Image from page 139 of “Sights in Boston and suburbs, or, Guide to the stranger” (1856)
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from Boston. Copps Hill, not far fromthe Fitchburg Depot, wasformerly called Snow Hill. It came into the belongings 118 BOSTON SIGHTS. of the Ancient and Respectable Weapons Company; andwhen, in 1775, they were prohibited by General Gage toparade on the Common, they went to this, their ownground, and drilled in defiance of his risks. The fort, or battery, that was constructed there by the British, just beforethe battle of Bunker Hill, stood near its south-east eyebrow, adjacent the burying ground. The remains of manyeminent men repose in this little cemetery. Nearby the Text Appearing After Image: entrance is the vault of the Mather household, covered by aplain oblong structure of brick, 3 feet high and aboutsix feet long, upon which is laid a heavy brown stoneslab, with a tablet ofslate, bearing the following inscrip-tion:– BOSTON AND MAINE RAILKOAD DEPOT. 119 The Reverend Doctors Increase, Cotton, and Samuel Mather wereinterred in this vault- Boost died August 27, 1723, 84. Cotton Feb. 13, 1727, * 66. Samuel Jan. 27, 178-5, 79. Tjie whole is surrounded by a cool iron railing. Note About Images Please keep in mind that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally boosted for readability -pigmentation and appearance of these illustrations may not completely resemble the original work. severed-head-screaming-doll< img alt= "medical professional weird" src ="" width=" 400"/ > Image by< a href ="" > emersonquinn Doll screams when hand with

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The Pandorica of Doctor Caligari
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Tsee iz fahran ah Subway?
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< img alt=" medical professional unusual" src="" width=" 400"/ > Image by< a href= "" > angus mcdiarmid Michael Chabon calls it “” Most likely the saddest book I own””, and Ellen got me it for my birthday.

Chabon discusses it in his essay, “” A Yiddish Pale Fire””, which I check out a few years ago and have since felt obliged to point out in virtually any conversation that touches in any method on Jews, Israel or language. I was really amazed. It’s the very best thing I’ve checked out by Chabon (better than his novel The Yiddish Policemen’s Union, which is where the train of believed in the essay ultimately wound up), and among the most fascinating and moving essays I have actually ever checked out. I’ve pasted it listed below, as Chabon has discontinued his site, where it utilized to live. Print it out and read it in the future!

Chabon’s right: there’s something incredibly unfortunate and unusual about the phrasebook. It becomes part of an authentic series of phrasebooks, all designed to be used by travellers in various countries. However in exactly what certain nation would you need to ask, in Yiddish, where to obtain a social security card? As Chabon says, “” At exactly what time in the history of the world was there a place … where not just the doctors and waiters and trolley conductors spoke Yiddish, however also the airline company clerks, travel agents, ferryboat captains, and gambling establishment workers?””

. Chabon goes on to think of a couple of possible worlds where this phrasebook may be an important part of a visitor’s baggage, each more heartbreaking than the last. It’s interesting that he chose the second of his envisioned worlds– the one where Jews were settled in Alaska, not Palestine, after the 2nd world war, and the state became “” a kind of Jewish Sweden, social-democratic, resource rich, prosperous” “– as the setting for The Yiddish Policemen’s Union, rather than the one that he finally believes of (which I will not ruin by talking about here).

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A Yiddish Pale Fire.
by Michael Chabon.

Probably the saddest book that I own is a copy of Say It In Yiddish, modified by Uriel and Beatrice Weinreich, and released by Dover. I got it new, in 1993, but the book was initially brought out in 1958. It’s part of a series, according to the back cover, with which I’m otherwise unfamiliar, the Dover “” State It” “books. I’ve never seen State It In Swahili, State It In Hindi, or Say It In Serbo-Croatian, nor have I ever been to any of the usas where among them might come in convenient. As for the nation in which I ‘d succeed to have a copy of Say It In Yiddish in my pocket, naturally I’ve never been there either. I do not believe that anyone has.

When I first encountered Say It In Yiddish, on a shelf in a huge store in Orange County, California, I couldn’t quite believe that it was real. There was just one copy of it, buried in the languages area at the bottom of the alphabet. It was like a book in a story by J. L Borges, distinct, mysterious, potentially a scam. The very first thing that really struck me about it was, paradoxically, its unremarkableness, the standard terms with which Say It In Yiddish promotes itself on its cover. “” No other PHRASE BOOK FOR VISITORS,” “it asserts, “” consists of all these necessary functions.” “It possesses “” Over 1,600 up-to-date useful entries” “( current!) “,” simple pronunciation transcription,” “and a “” tough binding– pages will not fall out.””

. Inside, Say It In Yiddish delivers admirably on all the boring guarantees made by the cover. Practically every possibility, catastrophe, possibility or situation, apart from the amorous, that could possibly befall the visitor is covered, under basic rubrics like “” Shopping,” “”” Barber Shop and Beauty salon,” “”” Appetisers,” “”” Problems,” with each of the over sixteen hundred current useful entries numbered, from 1, “” yes”, “” to 1611,” “the zipper,” a tongue-twister Say It In Yiddish renders, in roman letters, as BLITS-shleh-s’ l. There are words and expressions to get the tourist through a check out to the post office to buy stamps in Yiddish, and through a visit to the medical professional to take care of that krahmpf (1317) after one has eaten excessive of the LEH-ber mit TSIB-eh-less (620) served at the low-cost res-taw-RAHN (495) just down the EH-veh-new (197) from one’s haw-TEL (103).

One possible explanation of a minimum of part of the unreasonable poignance of State It In Yiddish presents itself: that its list of words and phrases is standard throughout the “” Say It” “series. As soon as we accept the proposition of a contemporary Yiddish phrase book, Yiddish versions of such expressions as “” Where can I get a social security card?” “and “” Can you help me boost the car?””, taken in the context of the book’s part of a consistent series, end up being more understandable. But an evaluation of the particular examples chosen for inclusion under the numerous, most likely conventional, rubrics reveals that the Weinreichs have actually undoubtedly worked as editors here, considering their supposedly beneficial phrases with care, picking, for instance, to provide Yiddish translations for the English names of the following foods, none extremely most likely to be discovered under “” Food” in the Swahili, Japanese, or Malay books in the series: stuffed cabbage, kreplach, blintzes, matzo, lox, corned beef, herring, kugel, tsimmis, and schav. The fact that many of these words do not appear to need much work to obtain them into Yiddish suggests that Say It In Yiddish has been edited with a specific sort of reader in mind, the reader who is taking a trip, or plans to travel, to an extremely particular sort of location, a location where one can expect to find both ahn OON-tehr-bahn (subway) and geh-FIL-teh FISH.””

. Exactly what were they believing, the Weinreichs? Was the original 1958 Dover edition simply the reprint of some earlier, less heartbreakingly implausible book? At what time in the history of the world existed a location of the kind that the Weinreichs indicate, a location where not just the doctors and waiters and trolley conductors spoke Yiddish, however also the airline company clerks, travel representatives, ferryboat captains, and casino workers? A place where you could lease a summertime home from Yiddish speakers, go to a Yiddish motion picture, get a finger wave from a Yiddish-speaking hairdresser, a shoeshine from a Yiddish-speaking shineboy, and after that have your oral bridge fixed by a Yiddish-speaking dentist? If, as appears likelier, the book very first saw light in 1958, a complete 10 years after the starting of the nation that turned its back when and for all on the Yiddish language, condemning it to enjoy the last of its native speakers die one by one in a headlong race for termination with the twentieth century itself, then the terrible dimension of the joke looms bigger, and makes the Weinreichs’ objective even harder to divine. It seems a completely futile effort on the part of its authors, a gesture of embittered hope, of valedictory fantasizing, of a utopian impulse turned cruel and paradoxical.

The Weinreichs have laid out, with mathematical precision, the lays out of a world, of a wonderful land in which it would befit you to know how to state, in Yiddish,.

250. What is the flight number?

1372. I require something for a tourniquet.

1379. Here is my identification.

254. Can I go by boat/ferry to–?

The blank in the last of those phrases, difficult to complete, entices me. Whither could I sail on that boat/ferry, in the solicitous company of Uriel and Beatrice Weinreich, and from exactly what coast?

I dream of 2 possible destinations. The first might be a modern-day independent state really closely analogous to the State of Israel– call it the State of Yisroel– a postwar Jewish homeland created throughout a time of ethical emergency, situated probably, but not necessarily, in Palestine; it might be in Alaska, or on Madagascar. Here, maybe, that minority faction of the Zionist movement who preferred the establishment of Yiddish as the nationwide language of the Jews were able to dominate over their more many Hebraist opponents. There is Yiddish on the money, which the standard system is the herzl, or the dollar, or even the zloty. There are Yiddish color commentators for soccer video games, Yiddish-speaking atm, Yiddish tags on the collars of pet dogs. Public debate, private discourse, joking and lamentation, all are conducted not in a new-old, partially artificial language like Hebrew, a premade high-rise building still under building, with just the lowermost of its stories as yet inhabited by the generations, but in a tumbledown old palace capable in the smallest of its stones (the word nu) of expressing slyness, inflammation, derision, romance, disputation, hopefulness, skepticism, sorrow, a lascivious impulse, or the confirmation of one’s worst fears.

The implications of this modification in the main language of the “” Jewish homeland,”” a change which, depending on your view of human character and its underpinnings, is either minor or essential, are difficult to arrange out. I can’t help believing that such a nation, speaking its essentially European tongue, would, in the Middle East, stand out amongst its next-door neighbors to an even greater degree than Israel does now. But would the Jews of a Mediterranean Yisroel be impugned and appreciated for having the very same kind of character that Israelis, rightly or mistakenly, are commonly taken to have, the timeless sabra character: rude, scrappy, loud, tough, secular, hard-headed, cagey, pushy? Is it living in a near-permanent state of war, or is it the Hebrew language, or something else, that has made Israeli humor so dark, so barbed, so cynical, so untranslatable? Possibly this Yisroel, like its cognate in our own world, has the prospective to appear a frightening, even a traumatic place, as the list below series, from the section on “” Problems,” “seems to indicate:.

109. What is the matter here?

110. What am I to do?

112. They are troubling me.

113. Go away.

114. I will call a cop.

I can imagine another Yisroel, the youngest nation on the North American continent, founded in the former Alaska Territory throughout The second world war as a resettlement zone for the Jews of Europe. (For a short while, I as soon as read, Franklin Roosevelt was almost sold on such a strategy.) Perhaps after the war, in this Yisroel, the millions of immigrant Polish, Rumanian, Hungarian, Lithuanian, Austrian, Czech and German Jews held a referendum, and picked self-reliance over proferred statehood in the United States. The resulting nation is certainly a far different location than Israel. It is a cold, northern land of furs, paprika, samovars and one long, marvelous day of summertime. The portraits on those postage stamps we buy are of Walter Benjamin, Simon Dubnow, Janusz Korczak, and of a hundred Jews unknown to us, whose greatness was allowed to flower just here, in this world. It would be ridiculous to speak Hebrew, that tongue of spikenard and almonds, in such a place. This Yisroel– or possibly it would be called Alyeska– is a sort of Jewish Sweden, social-democratic, resource abundant, prosperous, organizationally and temperamentally much more similar to its instant next-door neighbor, Canada, then to its more freewheeling benefactor far to the south. Maybe, certainly, there has actually been some conflict, in the years given that independence, between the United States and Alyeska. Possibly oilfields have been taken, fishing vessels boarded. Maybe not all of the native peoples enjoyed with the result of Roosevelt’s humanitarian policies and the treaty of 1948.” “Recently there might have been a couple of problems absorbing the Jews of Quebec, in flight from the ongoing separatist battles there.

This nation of the Weinreichs is in the nature of a wistful fantasyland, a toy theater with mini sets and home furnishings to arrange and rearrange, painted backdrops on which the gleaming lineaments of a snowy Jewish Onhava can be glimpsed, all its sorrow concealed behind the scrim, concealed in the equipment of the loft, sealed up underneath trap doors in the floorboards. However sorrow haunts every mile of that other location to which the Weinreichs beckon, unknowingly maybe however in all the terrible detail that Dover’s “” Say It” “series needs. Sorrow hand-colors all the postcards, stamps the passports, sours the cooking, fills the travel luggage. It keens all night in the pipelines of old hotels. The Weinreichs are taking us house, to the “” the old country.” “To Europe.

In this Europe the millions of Jews who were never ever eliminated produced grand-children, and great-grandchildren, and great-great-grandchildren. The countryside maintains large pockets of USA people whose very first language is still Yiddish, and in the cities there are a lot more for whom Yiddish is the language of kitchen area and family, of theater and poetry and scholarship. A surprisingly large number of these people are my relations. I can go visit them, the way Irish Americans I understand are constantly checking out 2nd and third cousins in Galway or Cork, sleeping in their unusual beds, consuming their strange food, and looking similar to them. Think of. Maybe one of my cousins may take me to check out your house where my dad’s mother was born, or to the school in Vilna that my grandfather’s grandpa participated in with the child Abraham Cahan. For my family members, though they will doubtless know a minimum of some English, I will desire to trot out a couple of appropriate Yiddish phrases, more than anything as a method of reestablishing the tenuous connection between us; in this world Yiddish is not, as it is in ours, a tin can without any tin can on the other end of the string. Here, though I can get by without them, I will be happy to have the Weinreichs along. Who understands however that visting some remote Polish backwater I might be obliged to visit a dental professional to whom I will wish to cry out, having actually found the proper number (1447), eer TOOT meer VAY!

Exactly what is this Europe like, with its twenty-five, thirty, or thirty-five million Jews? Are they endured, abhored, neglected by, or merely identical from their fellow contemporary Europeans? Exactly what is the world like, never having felt the have to create an Israel, that hard little bit of grit in the socket that hinges Africa to Asia?

Exactly what does it imply to stem from a place, from a world, from a culture that not exists, and from a language that might die in this generation? What phrases would I have to know in order to speak to those millions of unborn phantoms to whom I belong?

Just what am I supposed to do with this book?

( c) Michael Chabon.

Low-Fat Fitness Energy Bars
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< img alt=" doctor unusual" src="" width=" 400"/ > Image by< a href= " "> Dave77459 I have actually discovered that after our relocation, the new commute has been a killer on my waistline. Even if I eat prior to leaving (undoubtedly uncommon), I am hungry simply as we pass the fast-food center. If it’s not a McSkillet Burrito, it is a chorizo breakfast taco at Chachos.

My doctor advised getting some energy bars to keep at the office, to offer me something healthier to chew on when I get to the workplace. However when we went to the healthful food Capital called Whole Foods, I could not bear to invest the money. The bars there can be over each, and still have polysyllabic chemical-sounding active ingredients.

So rather, we have actually been making our own low-fat fitness energy bars. They are extremely tasty, simple to make, and probably cost around each. The problem we had was thinking a batch (about 24 bars) would last a week. As soon as my child discovered them, they were gone. They merely vaporized, almost overnight. She’s starving too in the early morning, and after school, and during volleyball. We’re grateful to make more, given that the option is toaster strudel or a bag of chips. It’s a good problem to have.

Anyways, here is the dish. The online source (printable) is < a href="" rel= ” nofollow” > here. The actually unusual active ingredients we discovered at Whole Foods. Low-Fat Fitness Energy Bars 1 1/2 cups rolled oats.
1 cup crispy brown rice cereal. 1/4 cup sesame seeds. 1 1/2 cups dried unsulfured apricots. 1 1/2 cups raisins or currants.
1/2 cup nonfat protein powder (we utilize vanilla).
1/2 cup toasted wheat germ.
1 cup wild rice syrup or light corn syrup.
1/2 cup granulated sugar.
1/2 cup reduced-fat peanut butter.
1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract.
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon.

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
2. Spread oats, cereal and sesame seeds in a 13″” x” 9″ nonstick jelly roll pan.
3. Bake, stirring periodically, up until oats are toasted, about 15 minutes.
4. On the other hand, slice apricots (use the food mill); transfer to a big bowl.
5. Include raisins, protein powder and wheat germ; toss with hands to blend.
6. Lightly coat jelly roll pan with cooking spray.
7. In a heavy pan over medium-high heat, integrate rice syrup and sugar; give a boil.
8. Lower heat to low, stir in peanut butter, vanilla and cinnamon.
9. Rapidly put syrup over oatmeal mixture and stir well.
10. With wet hands or spatula, right away spread out warm mix into the jelly roll pan, pushing into a thin, even layer.
11. (Care, if you work too slowly, the mixture will solidify and be hard to spread). Chill until company, at least 4 hours.
12. Cut into 2″” x” 3″ bars. 13. Bars can be wrapped individually in wax paper or foil, or saved in an airtight container with waxed paper in between layers.
14. They can be cooled for as much as 4 weeks, or frozen for longer storage.

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” We couldn’t find toasted wheat bacterium, so we just include it to the other things being toasted.

A lot of apricots are sulfured to maintain them. We discover unsulfured apricots at Whole Foods. We also get the protein powder, wild rice cereal, and wild rice syrup at Whole Foods.

Jamie does the syrup stuff while I slice the apricots in a Magic Bullet mini-chopper. We are both about done when the toasted stuff comes out of the oven. Update: this last time I utilized the full-fledged Cuisinart; even enabling more cleanup time, it was much faster, far much easier, and the resulting chop was better.

I blend the raisins and apricots with the protein powder. That coats these sticky active ingredients and makes working the other stuff in simpler. I likewise want to see if the chopper left too-big chunks.

As a variation, I will in some cases swap out craisins (dryed cranberries) for raisins (1/2 cup craisins and 1 cup raisins, or 50/50 or 2/1, as the state of mind swings).

Although it is complicated, essentially you include the rest of the dry stuff (not the syrup/peanut butter stuff) together. Then we add the syrup and mix like crazy. Hands sprayed with PAM are less sticky.

Put all the things in a PAM-coated 9×13 (ours is Pyrex). I work it into a consistent density, cover with wrap, and stick in the fridge overnight.

In the early morning, I cut into 1″” – large strips, then cut the strips in half to make bars. Each bar goes into a small treat bag.

Overall time, about 1/2 hour.

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